Miss Utah visited my school for a 7th grade assembly today. The boys were, well, um, just a little bit happy. She signed their arms and took selfies with them. They, of course, had to show me at lunch.
Looking at one of the selfies:
Boy 1: “She’s hot. I’m going to marry her.”
Boy 2: “She’s a lot older than you.”
Boy 3: “He’s movin’ to Cougarville!”